The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1887-10-01

was beautiful child, fresh and rosy,
| with great, candid eyes and fair hair.
which was cut short over her eyes and
fell in golden ringlets about her
shoulders. She trotted bravcly along,
her soft, little hand holding my great.
ruddy paw conidingly. AS we walked
she told me remarkable tales, in which
figured big, black horse, q little
knife, doll, and number of people
1 did not know.
| Lizzie was afraid she would be scold-
ed when she arrived home. but she was
not. and IL was received with trans
ports by her mother, who was half dis
tractcd Never was gratitude expressed
so heartily and pleasantly. Who was
l. whore did live, how did ] happen to
find her, and n thousand like questions
were showered upon me.
40, Mr.. Furniss," said tho mother,
"you are the savior of my child. How
can we express our gratitudeP We are
not rich, but such debt can not be
paid in gold. How happy my husband
will be to repeat my thanks to you.
He Is still at his office, but will you do
us great kindness. will you honor our
humble board tomorrow shall have
q savant here like yourself, and you
two will enjoy each others company, 1
am sure. And my husband will be so
happy to have you"
thanked her for the invitation, and
promised to be on hand
At the appointed hour was shown
into their modest parlor, and you may
be sure the husbands gratitude was no
less warmly expressed than tho wife's.
And little Lizzie threw her arms around
my neck. and showered on me the in
nocent caresses of q happy child. I
seemed, indeed. to be one of the family.
The dinner was a merry one, the
savant seemed to be al interesting
man--in brief, passed an excellent
evening.
The air had been heavy the whole
day, and in the evening storm came
on. Thunder-claps succeeded one an
other without Interruption; the rain
fell in torrents. Whether it was the
heat. or of the wine had drunk, felt
n strange melancholy. could not
breathe comfortably. 1 was about to
set out for home, however, for it was
late and my house was at some dis
tance; but they insisted that l should
stay. 1t would be foolish to expose my
self to such tempest, when was not
feeling well; the mother begged me
with such good grace that felt
forced to remain and pass the night
in that hospitable house. They cere-
moniously conducted me to my room,
and there wished me good night. Ire
member. even, that Lizzie having fallen
asleep in her fathers arms, kissed her
little check, paled by sleep, and her
dimpled little arms.
Left alone, began to undress slowly
and wandering about the room, as one
always does when one sleeps in II
strange place. felt as if I should
smother in the close atmosphere of
the room. Before getting in bed, I
wanted to inhale little of the outside
air. and in spite of the roaring storm, 1
tried to open the window. 1t was "
false window.
"Well. well!" l exclaimed, little
surprised.
/ thought would remove the CHM
ney-scrcen; it was u false chimney. /
rushed to the door-it was locked! Fear
seized me. and, holding my breath, 1
listened. The house was quiet; all
seemed to be asleep. Then inspected
the room carefully, straining my ears
for the least sound. On the floor, near
the bed, noticed spots; it was blood
dried and blackened blood! l shud-
dered, and cold sweat stood out on
my forehead Blood! Why should
there be blood there? And saw that
whole sea of blood must have been
split therefor great space around
the hard wooden floor had been freshly
scrubbed and scraped. All at once l
cried out. Under the bed had seen u
man, stretched out, motionless as an
overturned statue. l could not cry or
call out. With trembling hands I
touched the man. He did not move.
With trembling hands l pushed the
man; he did not move. With trembling
hands seized the man by the feet and
drew him forth-he was dead! His
neck had been cleanly cut, rs with one
stroke of n razor, and the head held to
the trunk by slender ligament.
| l thought / should go mad. But
something must be done-the assassin
might come at any moment. lraised
the body to place it on the bed. made
false step, and the livid head turned
over. swung to and fro for moment
like hideous pendulum, and then, de-
tached from the trunk fell on the floor
with dull sound. With great diff
Guilty introduced the decapitatcd trunk
between the sheets. picked up the
head and placed it on the pillow like
that of q sleeping man, and, having
blown out the candle, slipped under
the bed. l did all this mechanically,
without thought of defense or safety;
it was instinct that prompted me, not
intelligence or reflection.
| My teeth chartered. My hands were
wet with thick moisture. l felt us il
had gone to bed in charncl-house.
remained there in that awful fear,
minutes, hours, months. years, CEN
turies--I do not know how long.